"Hey, is the Shirone Kingdom any fun?"
On the bow deck, Eris braced both hands against the railing and spoke to the others excitedly as she faced the sea breeze.
Having overcome her seasickness, she was back in fighting form.
Thank you, Mr. Mahoraga!
"Who knows? But I heard they seem to have a Divine Child there. That's probably their only distinguishing feature."
Rudeus thought for a moment, recalling some things Paul had told him about the Shirone Kingdom.
"Oh, that Divine Child with the crazy stats, the absurd strength that brute-forces everything, right?"
Radeus remembered too. There did seem to be someone like that.
Rumor had it that this person had an extremely powerful body and could supposedly twist people's heads off with ease.
But Radeus had only scoffed when he heard that. Couldn't anyone do something like that?
"Then how does your strength compare to that Divine Child's, Radeus?"
Eris asked curiously.
"Huh?"
Rujierd, Radeus, and Rudeus all lost their composure at once.
Was she suggesting a stat contest with Radeus?
And in the very area Radeus specialized in most?
How was that any different from asking whether the sun or a candle was brighter?
"My verdict is: who cares? Forget it. It's not even worth mentioning."
Radeus waved a hand as he spoke.
He simply didn't believe anyone had a stronger body than his unless they were one of the higher-ranked Great Powers or a dragon.
And that person was neither a dragon nor a Great Power, so what did he have to compete with him?
Just then, Rudeus suddenly grew sleepy, his head bobbing as he yawned.
"I'm a little sleepy. I'm going to bed."
Rudeus glanced at the dark sea, rubbed his eyes, and headed toward his room.
"It really is getting late. Let's get